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there's a whole lot of shaking going on and you're all shook up
but that is how life is when you drink from God's cup
life can take unexpected turns and have you all spun around
just remember who's in control and has the power to settle life down
now Paul and Silas were in prison for simply preaching the gospel
but after praying to God He then did the impossible
when life has you all shook up you need to stand back and sit still
don't be negative, have a little talk with God and then wait on His will
continue to do what is required of you and trust in God to show you a plan
for God can open new doors in a way you might not even understand
but that's okay as the word of God says to lean not towards your own understanding
but to wait for the will of God to intercede and to do what the Spirit is demanding
if you have a relationship with God He might shake up your normal routine
to take you out of your comfort zone and into a place you've never seen
it might not make much sense to you and you might even disagree
but God knows what is best when it comes to your destiny
accepted beliefs, traditional concepts and that's how it's always been done
but a whole lot of shaking will be going on and your faith may be under the gun
sop forget those accepted beliefs and let God guide you along
allow Him to shake things up and put you where He knows you belong
as no weapon formed against you will prosper nor come to fruition
allow the will of God to shake things up and put you in a better position
now the adversary also has the power to shake things up in your life
just recognize the enemy for what he is and then call on the power of Christ
a young girl who was demon possessed had caused a riot to manifest
with lies told against Paul and Silas they found themselves under arrest
but Paul and Silas did not possess the spirit of fear
for they knew that the Lord God would always be there
so at the midnight hour when all hell tends to break out
that's when to the Lord our God Paul and Silas did pray and shout
and lo and behold God answered their call
an earthquake occured and shook the prison walls
then all the cell doors flew open
and all the shackles were then broken
for when the praises to God go up the blessings of the Lord come down
and there will be a whole lot of shaking going on
but that's okay you're on sacred ground
Patriots, heroes, mothers, fathers, sinners, saviors and saints, undivided.
Our country is made up of people from everywhere else in the world.
USA stands strong; we are together in this no matter what, citizens united.
I feel a pride that bursts the buttons off my coat when our flag is unfurled.
Imagine every single one of us has a loved one who has been in the service.
My patriotic daughter served four years in Air Force, three in the reserve.
Joined during the Gulf War. I was proud, but also a teensy bit nervous.
An American loves America from California to New York without any swerve.
When we sing America the Beautiful it is followed by My Country Tis of Thee.
Once started, we cannot do anything but belt out our feelings about this land.
Flag, baseball, apple pie, The White House,The Great Lakes. Are you with me?
Feel your memories and excitement mount as these sites are spanned...
Sure, some may make fun of certain states, calling them names. Making fun.
If you disparage the USA, you had better do it in another country friend.
Better not do it in front of me, for we are together, united, under the gun.
We are United States of America, standing together in this, united to the end.
Have you ever told a story, said something that was untrue,
Perhaps to make yourself look good though such tactics were undue?
Have you ever denied a thing that truth of fact you'd done,
Perhaps for self protection when you were under the gun?
Have you ever betrayed a friend who thought you could be trusted,
Who stood by you through thick and thin but you left their life disrupted;
By things you said and things you did you never should have done,
But you thought only of yourself and things you could have won?
Have you ever betrayed the love of a friend or family member,
And used their love and loyalty to light a fire like tender;
A fire that burned the bridges that they tried to build for you,
A fire you built with cruel lies, a fire that grew and grew,
Until all that you had hoped for and all that you did have,
Was burned to ashes, blown away by the winds of righteous wrath?
Instead of trying to look good, so smart, so in the know,
It's better oft to hold your tongue when winds of trouble blow.
If you can't say something good,then don't say something bad.
Hurting others hurts you too, it leaves you tired and sad,
Without a friend or relative who gives a whit, a care,
And without friends and family you haven't got a prayer.
Happy birthday Kris
For the Good Times that I’ve known
The hungry years were lean to me
Yet you made me feel at home
Searching in the darkness
For the truth to set me free
Lost somewhere in forever
Your spirit, still guides me
Happy Birthday Kris
For my Cleanest Dirty Shirt
I still seen a shining Rainbow
Through a world of pain and hurt
Seen too many Darkened Corners
Of dark and Dusky taverns
Drowned far too many sorrows
In deep and lonely caverns
Happy birthday Kris
For it’s only time can tell
Good intentions seldom matter
As we paved a way to Hell
The Silver Tongued devil loses
When that veil of darkness parts
And we grasp those Golden Chances
When we look inside our hearts
Happy Birthday Kris
That shining Texas light
Holds hope in the hearts of the weary
Clenched fists in the toughest fight
Though you don’t even know me
I’ve lived in the shadow of you
In awe of the love and the Wonder
And the selfless things you do
Happy Birthday Kris
What’s done must be undone
A Heaven gone to Hell
In a World Under the Gun
Billy Dee and me were buddies
In the worse sense of the word
But it’s hard to Beat the Devil
No matter what you’ve heard
Happy Birthday Kris
Your songs ring strong and true
This tribute isn’t worthy
But it’s meant from me to you
Though close, I’m not yet perfect
Though I cry, the tears of clowns
The going up has always been
Well Worth the Coming down
I am at the stage of my life where I can do what I want.
If I say no, don’t, beg, give me guilt or try to cajole.
I will not take any guff or persuading, so you had better hunt
For an accommodating person who will care more for your goal.
I have my own interests, things that can make my day fun.
I gladly entertain myself and do things in my own time and place.
I do not care that you need day care and you are under the gun.
I have already put in my time, been contributing member to the human race.
Now my time is my own, and I do it up proud.
I paint, and cartoon, and I draw pictures of stuff.
I live in the moment, away from all kind of a crowd.
I do whatever I want, and I will not take any guff.
Waiting for the day love floats my way
Hoping for one that is here to play
So many gone by in the past
The further it seems I have to cast
Looking for love that won't surpass
One that can fly without having to crash
Giving it my all
Really wanting to hear the right call
Taking my time being sure not to fall
tearing down this massive wall
That has things coming to a crawl
I'm in it for the long haul
Breaking through this windfall
Plunging forward wanting to recall
A love that stands ten feet tall
One that leads straight for fun
That won't make us feel under the gun
Something beautiful that feels like we have won
Our eyes wide open
Making sure I am scoping
All the opportunities that I have awoken
Hoping the next lady can see
How much my love flows free
That will help us define
A love that will fall right in time
One that I can keep as all mine
A woman who is kind that wants to find
That thrill that makes time stand still
Making us both feel like this is the real deal
Love that brings stars to our eyes
That looks like a beautiful sunrise
CONFUSED CRACKED CRAZY WORLD---
Public defender,
trying to remember,
placement inside of 8ft blender,
glass cubicle- full musical,
holy pentacle- left ventricle,
want to be saved so enraged,
caught up in the storm;
left all alone lightning and thunder,
got me wondering,
where is the warm,
come in from- the storm,
classic mistake- Miss Mats box crate,
oatmeal and raisin apple pie confuse,
Got a cold ah choo,
No more bacon cured-Susan dropped her pearls,
confused cracked crazy world
who's the one to uplift me,
isn't easy being green,
now classical Tale,
please send the mail,
post is not paid enough,
is said want to enlist,
can no longer take this separate,
confused cracked crazy world
by this electronic Blitz whooping and hollering,
lived in the projects but now I got this tattered,
and torn live in Warren Comfort Inn confuse,
pain- is not my game,
up the one way- down the same way,
Twist and Shout- turn it about,
ruffle and rhyme- rhythm and shine,
sing Blues- win or lose,
I'm the one -under the gun,
Rhythm and praise,
listen for days,
confused cracked crazy world
rich and poor- neither can afford,
I'm flattered and gold,
this I've Been told,
Mansion the function mumbo-jumbo,
shand and gumption, oh oh,
I am all about what I said bout the Rapture,
is here why must we fear,
confused crack crazy world
presence is gone- I'm all alone,
whooping and hollering trying to make a dollar,
cradle to the crib this much has been done,
all that I read- this is what I said,
Peace be out living the LIE I just want to live in Christ
confused cracked crazy world
1/6/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.2019©
I was breezing along having fun,
making quick plans and getting things done,
but then up jumped a glitch,
such an odious hitch.
Thus, I found myself under the gun!
I was all packed and ready to go
with my bag full hundreds in-tow,
but I never would reach
that exotic, grand beach,
Al Hoceima in north Morocco.*
By the whole police force I was mobbed.
The community Bank, I had robbed.
“I just stole a small part
‘cause I’ve got a good heart,
and I needed a trip, y’all!” I sobbed.
“And the gun was fake!” Now I’m in jail,
yelling, “When is my hearing for bail?”
I know there’ll never be
surf and sun time for me,
since that ship for me surely has sailed!
******************
Unforeseen glitches cause us great pain.
Some invite them through ill-gotten gain.
Thinking they won’t get caught,
prison time they have bought.
Now their lives bear a permanent stain.
*The U. S. has no extradition treaty with Morocco.
In these limericks, each long line has three anapests; each short one, two anapests.
Date: October 12, 2019
Contest Title: Itch, Witch, Glitch, or Twitch Contest
Sponsor: Nina Parmenter
Dreaming of a love that won't pass me by
One that will reach to the heavens up so high
With a woman who makes my spirit dance across the sky
Who like me have not figured out all the answers why
A lady who is always willing to try
That is never going to lie
When she looks me in the eye
A lady who understands compromise
Who is willing and wise
A beautiful person inside
Who wants to take this amazing ride
To this love we can testify
It's the kind of feeling that wont you by
Together in life might our hearts take flight
Knowing We can do this night after night
On a journey, way beyond the lights
May our love endure what feels so right
Making our commitment so worth the fight
At the end of every day
We feel all the love come our way
When our hearts start to beat as one
Then, sweetheart, we will have won
Filling our life with so much fun
Never feeling like we are under the gun
Knowing a love like ours isn't coming undone
Letting our souls whisper
As our love becomes crisper
When you open your eye's
It's a beautiful sunrise
Up close in a way we have never seen
Oh baby won't you help me come live this dream
Today is April Twenty-ninth
By Franklin Price
04/29/2020
Today is April twenty-ninth, two days away is May
Is Covid 19 dying, or has it come to stay?
Most of the world still has it, we've all been made to pay
We've shut down our economies, been made to stay away
The virus came from China, then it spread to other lands
In hopes that we don't catch it, we're obeying all demands
We are told to stay at home, not to gather in large bands
Must stay at least six feet away, wear masks, and wash our hands
Many dying from it, some are young but most are old
Some are asymptomatic, only carriers, we're told
We see the the charts of data, the graphics shown are bold
Experts, who deal, the cards we play, say it's not yet time to fold
It seems to me, as time goes by, the virus symptoms grow
Could be that covid gets the blame, but no one really knows
Millions are put out of work, not needed, I suppose
Have actions been excessive, to save face, cut off our nose?
This could go on forever, scientists under the gun
There's still no cure for it, they're researching more than one
Must cautiously go back to work, go back into the sun
We must begin to live again, or Corona will have won